Page 121 of The Betrayal

“Ha, no, I wasn't with Keaton then.”

“So what? Did you choke?”

“I think so. I felt so overwhelmed, and the questions that I knew off the top of my head just didn't seem to come easily. The more I thought, the more I struggled,” I'm breathless, I haven't spoken about this to anyone before now, but with Kyra, it's just so easy.

“I get it.” she nods, the doors to the elevator ping open as I am pushed through.

“You do?” I am surprised.

“Oh yeah,” she presses the button for the sixth floor, “I failed my intern exam too. Hated it. So much so I moved across the water and started again.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah... oh.”

“I’ve always wanted to be a doctor since I was a little girl, can't help but feel a little bummed out that I have fucked it up.”

She rolls her eyes.

“You haven't fucked it up, you have just hit a speed bump.”

I sigh again.

“Won't be going back to med school anytime soon.” My hands are on my bump as we begin moving onto the maternity ward.

“You're young, take a year or two and get back on the horse, otherwise you'll be living in regret for the rest of your life. Dreams are meant to be hard, if they were easy, everyone would be living theirs, wouldn't they?” she tilts her head at me as she pushes me into my new room. This one is a lot brighter, and I have a window. Not that there is much to see. It's dark, and miserable by the sounds of the rain hitting the window pane.

“I suppose,” I smile at her as she parks my bed, footing the brakes on. “Thanks for chatting to me.”

“Of course, I hope I helped.”

“You really did,” she places her hand over mine and gives it a gentle squeeze. “Now, get some rest. I'll be in to check on you and the babies a bit later on. The nurse will be on shortly to take a food order from you.”

I nod, “Thank you,” I say again, and I really do mean it.

“Always,” she says and she walks out the door, just as Doctor Stone walks in with a nurse, placing my belongings down.

I thank them before they close the door on me and I am alone with my thoughts, well, not alone... I have my twinnies. My babies.

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

KEATON

I pace up and down the lobby. I hated leaving her without saying anything. But Kaleb was right. I needed to calm down. I was internally boiling. I love Titus, I didn't want to lose my shit with him, but he needed to cool down too. He would have had my head if the guys weren't there. But Kaleb was right. I did need to put my pride aside. We both did. We're grown ass men, we needed to sort it like grown ass men.

Turning my wrist towards me, it's just past ten and I am debating going to see her. No idea if they'll let me in, but I can try. I reach inside my pocket and my heart flutters in my chest at the small gift-box. Don't even know if it is the right time to give her this or not.

“What are you still doing here?” I heard Titus's voice and I look up to see him strolling towards me with an overnight bag. It's Ari's.

“Pacing?” I state the obvious because what the fuck am I meant to say?

We stare each other out for a bit before his lips tug into some kind of lop-sided smirk and he closes the gap between us in a couple of strides. Long legged bastard.

He hands me her overnight bag; my head drops for a moment as I watch the exchange like some out of body experience.

“Tell her I’ll see her tomorrow and drop her present in.” I blink a couple of times. Feeling like I am malfunctioning.

I say nothing, just wrap my fingers round the handles before he gives me some odd off the temple salute then walks out the door.

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